I know im behind but im trying to study on what to major in. My dad Is a tailor, hell sow my pants when it has a hole or shortened my jeans he found his talent, my mom also does the same but shes also a chef she found her talent. I'm not in a rush yet but I should be serious and find out what I really want to do after college. Like I said being the middle child is rough but I will not give up. I know that I try my hardest at whatever I do if its school, work, cooperating with friends im well behave in all levels of
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In Stevie Cameron’s essay “Our Daughters, Ourselves,” she proclaims “ We tell our bright, shining girls that they can be anything: firefighters, doctors, policewoman, lawyers, scientists, soldiers, athletes, artists. What we don't tell them, yet, is how hard it will be. Maybe, we say to ourselves, by the time they’re older it will be easier for them than it was for us.” My parents raised my sisters and I very congruous with this view. They would always tell us that we could do or be anything we wanted when we got older. However, contrary to Cameron’s apprehension on the matter, my parents always told us how difficult it would be straight from the beginning. They told us how financially strenuous becoming a doctor would be. They told us how
Being the only child still at home means I am at home with only my mom and dad who drive me crazy by bombarding me with questions every thirty minutes like “hey have you started your homework, hey have you finished it yet, you need to get back on your homework”. Not only does my parents micromanage me about my homework, they want to know where I am at all times, I no longer have the freedom to come and go as I please. After living on campus for a semester and making good grades while playing baseball, I think I have proved that I am responsible and capable of managing my time. No independence is tough, but I miss being in the dorm and hanging out with my
Growing up in my neighborhood was not hard or challenging at all, just because I live in an outer city area in NC which is more of a country setting where it was nothing but small businesses and fields. I am thankful to say I was blessed with great parents who raised me up in the church and both has great jobs and would have no problem getting whatever my siblings and I needed or wanted to have. My mom graduated college twice with both degrees from Southeastern Community College she was an LPN until I was around the age of twelve and then she went back for another degree and became an RN to get a better job and she currently is Unit Manager at Poplar Heights Nursing Center. For dad he did not attend college he did truck driving until I was around the age of five and then he owned his own construction job called, “Simple Fix”. He continued doing that for about four years and it was successful until workers started relocated so he stopped that job and now he currently is the supervisor over nuclear construction at Duke Power
Finally, my family is bright like a warthog. All of us can figure out how to do whatever we so please to do if that is what we want to do. My extended family is the same way. My cousin has done gymnastics all her life and she is still doing it in college and succeeding at the same time. Same with my other cousin, he is in medical school at the moment and can not decide on what to do because he is enjoying more than one career he has had clinics for.
My story began on a cool summer’s night twenty short years ago. From my earliest memory, I recall my father’s disdain for pursuing education. “Quit school and get a job” was his motto. My mother, in contrast, valued education, but she would never put pressure on anyone: a sixty-five was passing, and there was no motivation to do better. As a child, my uncle was my major role-model. He was a living example of how one could strive for greatness with a proper education and hard work. At this tender age of seven, I knew little about how I would achieve my goals, but I knew that education and hard work were going to be valuable. However, all of my youthful fantasies for broader horizons vanished like smoke when school began.
Growing up for me some would say it was rather difficult and in some ways I would agree. There have been a lot of rough times that I have been through. This has and will affect my life for the rest of my life. The leading up to adoption, adoption and after adoption are the reasons my life were difficult.
I was determined to be the first one to gain knowledge with computers since my family didn't know how to operate one. My curiosity made me dig deeper inside computer files and started to question how everything worked. After getting more practice with the computer, I quickly started to gain the basic skills and my parents advised me to try to go for a technical career. In fact, this will help the whole family since technology can get easily damaged if you don't know what you're doing. I thought about it, I knew I liked technology, but I wasn't sure if to go for it. The next thing you know I was already making big plans on what to do with this technology and was figuring out what university would help me gain the technical knowledge to innovate the world. My passion for technology took time, but my parents helped me open the door to see technology in a whole new level. As I see my little nephew learning new things such as his ABC's and numbers, it motivates me to keep on acquiring new data and go to college; I want to set an example for him to make him realize that despite of your family lacking education, you can still gain knowledge by working hard and going to
During my transition from childhood to adulthood, I have learned and accomplish many things within my education, community, and family. My transition from childhood to adulthood education made me come into reality that everything can’t be done for you and that you have to stay more focused and organized if you want to be somewhere five to ten years from now. My growth in the things that I do in my community such as church and basketball summer leagues made me realize that it is all right to participate and help out for the positive things in my community. In my family, my transition from childhood to adulthood help me to become a more mature and knowledgeable person.
I had my very first child very early on in my life I was only 16 when I delivered my first child I had a lot of growing up to do. how as a mother am I going to manage going to school and be able to be a mother. I had figured try my hardest to stay in school. I had my older sister watch my child while attending high school but of course I needed to get a job to provide clothing diapers and other stuff that a baby needed at the time. I considered getting a job as a waitress which I knew was going to take a lot of time from school and my son at the time. Johnnie an hour that had a set dance for all the employee’s now summer im getting to save money and provide for what little I was making at the time, i started
When I was a kid, I hid my heart under the bed, because my mother said, "If you're not careful, someday someone's going to break it." Take it from me. Under the bed is not a good hiding spot. I know because I've been shot down so many times I get altitude sickness just from standing up for myself. But that's what we were told. Stand up for yourself. And that's hard to do if you don't know who you are. We were expected to define ourselves at such an early age, and if we didn't do it, others did it for us. Geek. Fatty. Slut. Fag.
I once knew a girl in middle and high school who was quite peculiar. I'm not saying every kid was normal during this period of their developing lives, but this girl was definitely strange.
Sports-also known as, the only thing small schools can use to get their names out there, that’s why they are such a big deal, unless there’s a rare chance that a super gifted kid is attending that school.
When I look at how mankind has evolved over years, it amazes me. My career goal is to become a mechanical engineer. I aspire to become skilled enough to create mechanics, which will improve people’s lives. I come from a very hardworking family. As the first son,a lot is expected from me to set good examples for my younger brothers.
Most children seem to have ideas of what they would like to be when they grow up. The average person walking into any kindergarten class today would find future teachers, lawyers, doctors, nurses, astronauts, firefighters, and ballerinas; the list is endless. I never had the chance to even dream about what I wanted to be when I grew up and was given little chance to develop my own tastes and ideas towards this goal. I spent my childhood trying to be the good example to my younger brother and sister that my father demanded in his letters. All the while I was hoping and praying that my mother and father would get back together. The only thing I knew was being a mom and that is what I thought I wanted to be.
My father never attended college and has had trouble keeping a job. He works long hours 7 days a week and regrets not taking his education more seriously. My dad has always told me that I 'm too smart to live the life he lives and that I will go to college so that I can live better than he does. While he has given up on making his life better he has not given up on making sure my future is secure because he knows that I have the ability to do great. A great deal of my confidence comes from his actions and because of it I 've achieved more than I knew I could. I never thought I would go to a college and pursue a degree I always figured I 'd go to a trade school. Now I 'm at a school with more ambition than just earning a four year degree I 'm positive that I can earn my masters and plan on doing just that when I graduate. I have learned that I can achieve anything I put my mind to as long as I continue to have my confidence. However, my confidence has more than one source within my